Iiiiiih

Doesn't feel real, feels like I'm pretending.
Like it's a joke of april. But it's not. It's crazy.
I'll manage. I need to egoboost myself. Fast n' hard.
Tickticktackticktickyticktaack.
Mercí for bein' you.(slash.me).
This is my new workplace:
Rut m.fl.
Ojoj =P

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